I just want to fly away,
Or maybe I should just die today.
Death is the only way to make my escape,
The only way to keep my shape.
Death is only way to ease their pain,
The only way to know they didn't live in pain.
Death is the only way to know I won't hurt again,
The only way to rid myself of this guilt and pain.
Death is the only way not to think these dark thoughts,
The only way not to think at all.
Death is the only way to destroy my hate,
The only way to seal my fate.
Death is the only way to fill these holes,
The only way to make friends with all these lost souls.
Death is the only way to know for sure,
The only way to know what/where my love really is.
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Things I Know
PoetryThis is a book of poems that I wrote when I was going through a pretty damn tough time, and I showed them to a friend of mine and she said that they were really good. She told me that I should make a book and so I did. I don't think that they are th...
